Escape

Three female figures can be seen walking, holding suitcases of three different colors. One was purple, the other is red, and the last is black.

One is having a panic expression despite the two female beside her acting like nothing is going to happen. But in fact, they are being chased by their bodyguards.

Their bodyguards.

Amira sneaked a peek behind her, holding her breath. And she saw two figures in a black suit following behind them. At the sight of their obviously bodyguards not far away from them, she lightly pinched Aella's denim jacket.

"Two are behind us." Amira whispered to her older sister. The eldest female of the three smiled, turning her head to Athea.

"Looks like we have to give them a chase."

When the youngest heard of Aella's plan, a devilish smirk appeared on her face. "We need to give them some fun now, are we?"

"Leave the luggages to me!" Amira winked at them, "You better not leave one, Ami." Athea handed her black suitcase to Amira, starting to warm her body and stretching her arms. While Aella removed her high heeled boots.

Fortunately, they all wore shorts. So, running wouldn't be a problem. Aella tied her hair up in a ponytail, and since the two already tied their hair up - they didn't need to do so.

"Warmed up?" Aella testing her jumps and her legs, she asked the focused Athea - smirking at the thought of being chased by their bodyguards. "Hell yeah. I'm fucking ready."

"Don't mess it up." Aella eyed Amira and walked faster, getting ready to give Athea a big jump toward the street lights.

Amira started fast walking, holding three luggages infront of her - rolling them to keep them moving. Her adrenaline starting to warm her whole body, slightly trembling in excitement. Waiting for Aella's signal.

As the two bodyguards from afar noticed the three girls starting to get away in a fast rate, they also started walking fast. Not wanting to lose sight of them. But that would be the wish.

Because it is impossible to catch the three sisters.

"They're coming." Amira huffed, her eyes widening. Aella just smiled, "Relax. They won't catch us."

Athea turned to look at Amira, rolling her eyes. "Don't be so cautious of them, we're too amazing to get caught by a measly two bodyguards. Like - they're no match for us."

"What's wrong with your head? I'm not cautious, that's called being alert. Idiot."

Athea was about to answer back to Amira when Aella suddenly said, "Fuckers don't get distracted or I'll leave your goddamn b*ttholes here."

The two shut their mouth.

Aella finally saw the chance of running when the crowd dispersed, and they're near the street lights - about to cross the road and the sun is setting. An orange hue around the area, and a busy road of cars, sounds of honks and engines filling the place. It's the perfect chance to escape.

"Run." Aella whispered.

At the word of 'run' the two didn't waste a second to run, Amira going to the road, sliding the suitcases under the cars - running in between cars towards the other side of the road.

While Athea lunched herself towards Aella's back, jumping on her to grab onto the street lights, going on to the other street lights like a skilled monkey. Aella on the other hand ran ahead, jumping on a bench as she landed on the hood of a car.

"Woooh! Try and catch us, losers!" Athea's voice boomed. The people who were there were stunned, some stopped to watch the three sisters running to the other side of the road, one was climbing on street lights - making the street lights look like some kind of a monkey bar. Amira smoothly evading the cars as she ran, and Aella jumping from hood to hood of a car.

Countless sounds of shouts from the car owners overwhelmed the honks and engines. But the three didn't give a damn about it.

Seeing that they can't keep up with the three sisters, they called back up from the house. And knowing how troublesome the three sisters are, they sent hundreds of bodyguards to capture them.

Not like it could stop them though.

"Mistresses! Please stop running away and return home!"

Aella smirked, "Not gonna happen."

Jumping off from the car as they reached the other side, Athea landed perfectly on the ground - while Amira swiftly lifted the luggages back.

"To the airport." Amira nodded.

"To the airport, bitches!" Athea had a big grin on her face, excited for the escape.

They started running to one side of the alley, not wanting to get more attentions from the people. And ofcourse, so that those bodyguard won't catch them.

The alleyway was narrow, but they managed to get to the exit - and they saw helicopters on air.

"Holy fuck, they sent helicopters to capture us?!" Athea stared wide eyed at the moving vehicle up on air.

"No time. Let's go." Aella snatched Athea's wrist, running to the opposite direction to avoid their eyes.

As if it was jinxed, the guards saw three familiar figures running away. "Over there!"

Noticing the helicopter coming their way, Aella quickly turned to the hidden side and tucked their head in the darkest part of the alley.

"I lost sight of them!"

"Find them immediately!"

"Search the alleyways!"

Aella grimaced, "Those persistent fucks."

"Let's knock them out." Athea suggested, which Amira disagreed. "If we could do that we would've done that ages ago."

"Knocking them out is out of the question. There's a possibility that it would fail, we don't have that much strength." Aella sighed, looking at her wrist watch. "And there's only thirty minutes left before the flight."

"We're running out of time!" Amira slightly panicked, but Aella quickly shot her panic down when she had thought of a plan.

"We should borrow motorcycles from the riders."

"That's a great idea. Let's go."

The three didn't waste anytime to run towards the place of the riders. Doing their very best not to get caught by the bodyguards, they neared to the place as they hear loud growls of engines coming from motorcycles partaking in a race.

The three didn't hesitate to push off two of the guys out from their motorbike, "Hey! What the fuck!?" One of the owner glared at them, confused why a girl is stealing his bike.

"I'm sorry, but we'll be borrowing this for a while!"

Not giving them a chance to speak, Amira sat behind Athea and Aella on the other motorbike, the luggages resting behind her.

They zoomed away from bikers and took a route closer to the airport. The sight of them was immediately reported to one of the bodyguard who were in control of the helicopter. Chasing after the blurring figure of a speeding motorcycle, flawlessly avoiding the cars moving on the opposite direction.

It quite amazed them that those sisters who seemed so ladylike could do such a dangerous thing, as if they are used in handling dangers.

Which is true.

Since the three sisters are the Heiress of the Esperanza Family, a very successful multi-billionaire - they often face dangers such as assassination, kidnapping, human trafficking. If they are ordinary girls they would be traumatised by how many times they experienced life threatening situations of their life.

Fortunately, they are nor ordinary. They're batshit crazy.

The youngest of the Esperanza, Athea Reeryn Esperanza is a very complicated woman who is in her early twenties. She's turning nineteen this year. She's known for being a sarcastic lady, but no one knows her crazy self. Which is being a bitch.

The second of the sisters however, is very girlie. No one would know what's her crazy side is. Amira Audrey Esperanza, twenty years old. Although she's the second oldest, she looks like the youngest of the three because of how small her stature is.

And last but not the least, Aella Cayenna Esperanza. A woman who exudes sexual charms and has a very mature personality. As the big sister, she always plans ahead and had the biggest wisdom among the three. She's a twenty two years old lady.

They are to inherit the company. But they don't want any of that shit, so they decided to flee from home and fly to Canada. To settle down.

They have never been so free in their life, and they wanted to experience freedom - to a place where no one knows them, to place where no one would tell them what to do and what not to do.

They don't have to be the perfect lady anymore.

Escaping the clutches of the persistent helicopters and bodyguards, they sneaked into the bathroom and changed their clothes. Disguising themselves as a normal person.

Amira wore a short black wig to conceal her red hair, while Aella wore a cap and a black sunglasses. Athea on the other hand, wore a beanie to hide her long hair - and wore a mask to conceal her noticeable butterfly tattoo on the middle of her lips.

  Thankfully, their disguise worked well. They didn't get caught as they sat on their seat. They finally got in.

"That was hot." Aella heaved a sigh, glancing at Athea who had an unnoticeable smirk on her face.

"I am hot."

Aella chuckled, nodding her head in agreement.

Now that they're plan was finally on board, they would have to continue the plan to live a peaceful life that they dreamed to have.

"We need a false identity."